Lunch Leftovers

Waiting for my pizza leftovers to warm up for lunch. Went to the grocery store and picked up a few things. I got up early with Bob and my youngest then went back to sleep and took forever to get back up. But I did. Trying to get loose ends tied up for everything here before I head out. I think I’m going to start blocking out the story soon even if I don’t have everything to finish it. At least have an outline to slot everything into.

Friday is the Homecoming Dance and my youngest’s date with the boy. Hopefully she will have fun and not be disappointed in the experience. We are going to do everything we can to help. Hopefully it will all go well.

I feel pretty good today even with the sleeping in. I had stomach trouble yesterday and spent the afternoon in the bed. I finally felt better by bedtime. So that was good. My mood is good today so that helps. I’m not that insane paranoid I was either. So that helps a lot, too. I hope tis little remission holds out for a while. At least long enough to get a job? I haven’t heard anything new yet. Just going to wait around.

Finally lost someone I knew somewhat well to COVID. She is the wife of someone my husband’s company did business with. They were local so I knew her but was not close to her. She fought for two-and-a half months in the ICU and finally had a stroke there that they weren’t prepared for. Her kids are about the same age as mine but went to a different school than mine. Pray for her family.

I suppose I will wind up and check on my pizza. Hope everyone can be safe from COVID in the future months. Godspeed.

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